SEDUCING HADES: Betraying the System (GL/LGBTQ)

"What did she do again?" Lady Vivian huffed as she rolled off her large bed.

"I've warned you to quit making trouble," she glared at me.

"She kicked Lord Welch," her assistant, Paula, reported as she pushed me to my knees.

"Kicked?" Lady Vivian echoed.

"Yes...had the old fellow grabbing onto his giblets. He might report us to parliament if the healers can't do nothing about his pain."

"I'm still feeling a little woozy from my long nap," Lady Vivian said as she yawned and stretched her chubby arms.

"You're telling me that this street vermin kicked one of our most loyal patrons below the belt?"

"Yes ma'am," Paula nodded.

"You stupid whore!" Lady Vivian screamed before smacking my cheek.

"You're as stupid as they come," she cussed as she continued to smack me.

"Are you a spy? Do you have gold dripping out your bloody cunt?" She yelled as she smacked me even harder.

The stinging sensation felt more soothing than having that old pervert's calloused palm on my thighs.

Thinking about it made me gag. Everything about this place made me gag. The smell, the air and having to walk in on random girls having threesomes or greedily stuffing their faces with cock- I couldn't pick which was more terrible.

I had to stay here. Running away wasn't an option; I had no where to go and Trenton's people were still in search of the diamond.

"How do you plan to pay for your food and bed?" Lady Vivian asked angrily. "Do you want to ruin my business?".

"Say something you whore!" She snapped.

"She won't speak, no matter what you do," Paula chipped in.

"Really?" She groaned, a devilish smile playing on her face.

"Take her to court yard and gather the other girls," Vivian instructed her assistant.

"It's time I show you why its a stupid idea to play with my money," she muttered as she struggled to pull out something from under her bed.

I was led out to the courtyard and since it was a little before midnight, all the guests had gone.

I was made to sit on the concrete ground while the other girls circled around me, whispering among themselves and laughing occasionally.

Lady Vivian walked moments later, sweaty and a large bucket in hand.

"Your pride has cost me a lot of money and a loyal customer," she said angrily. "I feed you and give you a place to sleep and you still defile me."

"Forgive her ma'am, she's still new to the business," one of the girls pleaded on my behalf.

Lady Vivian shot her a warning glare and she retreated into the crowd.

She walked to where I was seated and leaned over my shoulder.

I could feel her heartbeat as her large bosoms pressed into my back.

"I will take away your pride and reduce you to filth," she hissed before dumping the contents of the bucket on me.

I screamed in terror as the sticky substance seeped through my hair and covered my chest and arms.

She had dumped the cleaners bucket on me.

The smell of urine and ejaculation filled my nostrils and I vomited.

Lady Vivian and the other girls burst into laughter, this was a pleasant site to them.

When they had their fill of the comedic relief my humiliation was causing, they began to return to their rooms one after the other.

"Since you won't work like others, your new job will be in clean up. You will work twice as hard to make enough for your meals and bed or it's into the streets for you," Vivian threatened before returning to her room.

Clean up didn't sound so bad. I didn't have to sell my body and I'd be able to get my hands on extra cleaning supplies which was honestly a good thing. I went to bed smelling of bodily fluids but at least, I was happy.

"What in seven helps?" I screamed as more hot liquid splashed on my arms and clothes.

"Stop whining and clean," the guest yelled.

First day of being on clean up duty and I was assigned the VIP rooms. I knew the tips would be huge but I couldn't shake the feeling, Vivian had sent me there for a reason.

"Can you please stop messing up the floors?" I screamed at the girl who was flat on the bed with the guest, balls deep and thrusting like his life depended on it.

Her moan grew louder like she was purposely trying to drown out my complains.

Another round of hot liquid came flying out of her cunt and she screamed in pleasure.

"Please stop pissing on the floor" I muttered as I wiped the wet spot with a rag.

"Uhmm...it's called squirting dummy, " she rolled her eyes.

"Don't be shy, darling. I can make it happen to you too," the guest said, winking at me.

"I'd rather die," I spat before slamming the door and heading to the next room.

It was twice as disgusting as the previous room.

The smell was awful and no matter what I did, it found its way back to the floors and walls.

At dinner time, all the guests had gone and we had to report to Lady Vivian's chambers to submit our earnings.

I had managed to make 6 gold coins which felt like a lot but the irritated and disappointed look on lady Vivian's face said the opposite.

"Is this all?" She asked.

"Yes ma'am," I replied gleefully.

"This is all the tips?" She asked with raised brows.

"Yes ma'am," I responded.

"You haven't made enough for a meal and your bed will be given out," Lady Vivian declared.

"But ma'am, where will I sleep?" I asked as tears began to well up in my eyes.

"The pig pen," she shrugged. "Hurry up and make it nice and comfortable before it gets too dark."...